The Rabbi droned on and on at a family eulogy, especially upsetting since he had no acquaintance with the deceased but was merely parroting dislocated anecdotes related to him the night before by relatives desperately trying to put together a few thoughts for the event. When he began a spiel about how much Uncle Phil had enjoyed puttering in his garden your friend leaned over to me and whispered, "...and now he's pushing up the daisies!" I had to leave the chapel to regain my composure.PG

At my grandmother's request, we asked her minister to officiate. He had made several verbal flubs in his eulogy, but the one that had my sister and I clutching each other for support was his reading of the bible at graveside. The verse contained the word immortality which he then read as immorality.